RP: Happy Birthday, Viktor!
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tutistempus_rpgDate: 1. December, 2001
Characters: Alicia Spinnet and Viktor Krum
Setting: Viktor's house, fairly early morning
Content: TBD
Status: Open: Private, Complete
It had taken a bit of preparation, preparation that mostly consisted of asking casual questions here and there and conferring to the data available on the datapad. But after a couple of days' investigation and planning, Alicia believed herself ready to pull this off, and at least most of the things she needed acquired. The very few things – one only, actually – she needed, she believed she could use to keep Sasha otherwise occupied while Alicia attempted to carry out her carefully planned plan. Even if it didn't work, she was certain that she could still supply Viktor with a nice surprise for his birthday.
When she had failed to change her nightshift, she had at first been disappointed, but then she had thought it over and found a way to make it work for her. For all Viktor knew, he wouldn't be seeing her until sometime after noon, after she had caught up on her sleep. Yes, she still needed to sleep, but this way she could at least have breakfast with him, before she went to sleep, and then they could continue celebrating in the afternoon. The beep signaling an incoming message on her datapad was the only thing she was waiting for; with the promise of showing his daughter how to Transfigure a leaf into a sunflower, Alicia had arranged with one of the guards at the gate to send her a message when he saw Viktor this morning.
Waving a quick goodbye to the rest of the staff, Alicia Apparated to Viktor's house, knocked on the door and waited patiently until Sasha opened. She sent the little elf a warm smile, watching as it bounced on the balls of its tiny feet before its face fell and it announced that Master Viktor wasn't home. It took a bit of convincing, but finally Alicia was allowed in the kitchen. Oh, she had been allowed in the house, but being allowed to cook in the kitchen while Viktor was out? That had taken her pleading with the little elf and only when she had pulled out her trump had the tiny elf let her in: Alicia wanted to cook breakfast for Viktor and she really needed Sasha's help getting the right kind of yoghurt for this particular dish. Sasha had nodded eagerly and with a loud pop she had been gone, and Alicia had set to work.
The dish itself was easy enough to make, but it had taken a trip to Three's market to see the baker there before she had found the right kind of pastry dough that the recipe required. Even though the almost impossibly thin sheets of pastry dough had been harder to handle than she had first thought, it only took about half an hour to layer it with whisked mix of eggs and the white brine cheese the dairy vendor had recommended as an alternative to the sirene cheese she had originally wanted. Her attempts at decorating the dish with a nice pattern from the leftover dough, however, failed miserably, making her settle for simply cutting it out as directed into rectangular pieces and carefully spooning the melted butter into the cuts before she poured the sparkling water over it and let it soak while she took the freedom of going through Viktor's cupboards to find a nice bowl. Once the banitsa was in the oven, she checked her watched. If Viktor was sticking to his routine, she had about 20 minutes before he was back.
Without giving it much more consideration, she quickly jumped in the shower, wanting to get work washed off before Viktor returned, and 10 minutes later she was back in the kitchen wearing her denim shorts and pink fitted shirt, her hair brushed though still damp. Sasha had returned too, and as per Alicia's wishes she began preparing the yoghurt to Viktor's liking, while Alicia first set the table and then began cutting up the fresh fruits she had brought along.
Characters: Alicia Spinnet and Viktor Krum
Setting: Viktor's house, fairly early morning
Content: TBD
Status: Open: Private, Complete
It had taken a bit of preparation, preparation that mostly consisted of asking casual questions here and there and conferring to the data available on the datapad. But after a couple of days' investigation and planning, Alicia believed herself ready to pull this off, and at least most of the things she needed acquired. The very few things – one only, actually – she needed, she believed she could use to keep Sasha otherwise occupied while Alicia attempted to carry out her carefully planned plan. Even if it didn't work, she was certain that she could still supply Viktor with a nice surprise for his birthday.
When she had failed to change her nightshift, she had at first been disappointed, but then she had thought it over and found a way to make it work for her. For all Viktor knew, he wouldn't be seeing her until sometime after noon, after she had caught up on her sleep. Yes, she still needed to sleep, but this way she could at least have breakfast with him, before she went to sleep, and then they could continue celebrating in the afternoon. The beep signaling an incoming message on her datapad was the only thing she was waiting for; with the promise of showing his daughter how to Transfigure a leaf into a sunflower, Alicia had arranged with one of the guards at the gate to send her a message when he saw Viktor this morning.
Waving a quick goodbye to the rest of the staff, Alicia Apparated to Viktor's house, knocked on the door and waited patiently until Sasha opened. She sent the little elf a warm smile, watching as it bounced on the balls of its tiny feet before its face fell and it announced that Master Viktor wasn't home. It took a bit of convincing, but finally Alicia was allowed in the kitchen. Oh, she had been allowed in the house, but being allowed to cook in the kitchen while Viktor was out? That had taken her pleading with the little elf and only when she had pulled out her trump had the tiny elf let her in: Alicia wanted to cook breakfast for Viktor and she really needed Sasha's help getting the right kind of yoghurt for this particular dish. Sasha had nodded eagerly and with a loud pop she had been gone, and Alicia had set to work.
The dish itself was easy enough to make, but it had taken a trip to Three's market to see the baker there before she had found the right kind of pastry dough that the recipe required. Even though the almost impossibly thin sheets of pastry dough had been harder to handle than she had first thought, it only took about half an hour to layer it with whisked mix of eggs and the white brine cheese the dairy vendor had recommended as an alternative to the sirene cheese she had originally wanted. Her attempts at decorating the dish with a nice pattern from the leftover dough, however, failed miserably, making her settle for simply cutting it out as directed into rectangular pieces and carefully spooning the melted butter into the cuts before she poured the sparkling water over it and let it soak while she took the freedom of going through Viktor's cupboards to find a nice bowl. Once the banitsa was in the oven, she checked her watched. If Viktor was sticking to his routine, she had about 20 minutes before he was back.
Without giving it much more consideration, she quickly jumped in the shower, wanting to get work washed off before Viktor returned, and 10 minutes later she was back in the kitchen wearing her denim shorts and pink fitted shirt, her hair brushed though still damp. Sasha had returned too, and as per Alicia's wishes she began preparing the yoghurt to Viktor's liking, while Alicia first set the table and then began cutting up the fresh fruits she had brought along.
